TITLE: No Longer

PAIRING: L/L, J/P, R?

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, just this story and the made up stuff about this show…such as Tristan Dugrey this late in the show or them getting married.

SUMMARY: Tristan divorces Rory, but fate disagrees.

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Reunite and Run:

–FIVE MONTHS LATER—

'Mom, I seriously don't get it!' Rory complained when her mom visited her at her apartment in Hartford.

'You have sex, you can get pregnant—Rory, it's not a difficult concept.'

'This wasn't supposed to happen!' Rory whined.

'So where's my other granddaughter?' Lorelai asked changing subjects.

'Mom, you only have one granddaughter.'

'That's not completely true, in four months I'll have two!' Lorelai smiled. Rory rolled her eyes.

'It wasn't supposed to happen.' Rory mumbled.

'You know what they say sweetie—the safest sex is no sex.'

'Yea shut up. Oh and your only born granddaughter is sleeping—taking a nap.'

'Okay. So tomorrow's her third birthday! Mommy must be proud!' Lorelai smiled widely.

'Well now that she talks fluently—for the most part, yes I am. I wanna have it slow motion at this age and then fast forward through or rather skip the stage when she realizes that all the other kids have a mom AND a dad.'

'Lucky you, you get to do it twice!'

'Mom, this is hard enough, okay? You don't have to rub it in my face!' Rory said pissed off.

'Rory—' she was interrupted by the phone. Lorelai picked it up.

'Hello?' she answered.

'Lorelai?'

'Mom?'

'Lorelai, what are you doing at Rory's place?'

'Visiting.'

'Oh, well I just wanted to tell Rory that Mrs. Dugrey passed away a couple of nights ago and her funeral is tomorrow. She should go, and so should you.'

'I have no connection to them, and neither does Rory.' Lorelai said rolling her eyes.

'Nonsense! Rory is the mother of her granddaughter! I mean it must have been so terrible. You know they say she died because of a broken heart. She was such a lovely woman.'

'She won't go, and I think it's cruel of you to even suggest her to go.' Lorelai snapped. She saw Rory look worried, and watched her take out a carton of ice cream and put some in a bowl and microwave it. She then saw her add ketchup to the melted ice cream, and then add olives before starting to eat it. Lorelai cringed and looked away. She hadn't noticed that Emily was speaking the whole time.

'—that she will go!'

'What?'

'I said that, I insist her going! I will pick her up at 9 tomorrow morning. If she'd like to bring her daughter, she may.'

'Dana! Her daughter has a name! Dana Lorelai Christina Dugrey! Get it through your head!' Lorelai yelled.

'Very well Lorelai, it was lovely speaking to you. I suggest you make sure Rory gets up early enough tomorrow. I won't tolerate tardiness.' Emily hung up the phone before Lorelai could say something.

'Well?' Rory asked.

'Well my dear, tomorrow should be swell.' Lorelai said sarcastically.

'What did grandma say?'

'Mrs. Dugrey passed away from a "broken heart". She's insisting that you go to the funeral tomorrow, and oh yea, she gives you permission to bring your daughter with you.'

'So that's what that whole Dana thing was about.'

'Yea.'

'I don't want to go. I'm not ready to face Tristan again.'

'I know, but it looks like you don't have a choice.' Rory looked down at her food. It didn't look so appetizing anymore. She quickly ran to the bathroom and threw up. Lorelai frowned and went to the bathroom to help Rory out. Rory had come away from the toilet and was washing her face.

'I'm not gonna go mom. I can't.'

'Ror—'

'No, I'm not emotionally stable right now—especially with a 5 month pregnancy belly.' Rory said refusing to go.

'Plus I don't own any black, and I don't think grandma would be too happy with me wearing light green. I also can't find my favorite black shoes so I'd be wearing those comfy orange ones. Oh and my stockings don't fit anymore so I'd be wearing red fishnets. Also—'

'Rory I get the point.' She said cutting her off.

'Believe me, I get the point.'

'Then you wouldn't force me to go.'

'Rory—'

'No…I told you before, I'm not ready to handle his family yet—especially him.' Rory said defiantly.

'You cant force me to go. I'm old enough to make the right decisions!'

'I have a black maternity dress and black shoes. I can make it so you don't look pregnant.'

'MOM—'

'Rory I have to agree with my mom for once.' Lorelai said pained.

'Fine, but if I break down crying I'm blaming it on you!'

'No Rory, it's okay to cry about the death of Mrs. Dugrey. She was such a lovely woman.' Rory laughed at her mom's impersonation of Emily.

'Think about it though, what perfect to place to cry then a funeral?'

'Wake me up in time to get dressed.' Lorelai smiled and hugged her daughter.

'Mommy?' a soft voice whined. Rory walked into the hall and saw Dana standing there sucking her thumb and holding her blanket. Her hair was messy and her eyes were sleep filled.

'Come here. D.C.' Rory said picking up her daughter.

'Do you know what tomorrow is?' Rory asked Dana.

'My birfday!' Dana said cheerfully.

'Here go say hi to Nana.' Rory said handing her over to Lorelai.

'Hello precious!'

'Mommy said dat I could—I could have a cookie after—after my nap.' Dana said matter-of-factly.

'Did she?' Lorelai asked. Dana nodded.

'Then we need to find you a cookie!' Lorelai said putting Dana in her high chair.

'Hey Ror?' Lorelai asked.

'Yea?'

'Does she look a little pale to you?'

'Yea, but she should get more color when she eats. That's what normally happens.'

'Okay. You know she looks a lot more…ghostly then she did two weeks ago.'

'Mmm, not really.' Rory said looking at her daughter who was eating her cookie. When Dana was done, she did have more color and wasn't quite as pale, but still looked a little ghostly.

'Okay, mom knows best.'

'Do you think Dana should see a doctor?'

'Nah, she's skinny anyways…maybe it's that she just woke up.'

'Maybe.' Rory shrugged.

NEXT MORNING

'D.C…..wake up sweetie!' Rory whispered and woke up her sleeping daughter. She woke up and looked at Rory.

'Happy Birthday!' Rory said smiling. Dana immediately shot up and started to jump on the bed yelling before falling from dizziness.

'Well, looks like the birthday girl is up!' Lorelai said running into the room and spinning Dana around.

'So how old are you? 15? 21?'

'No! I'm free!' Dana shouted excitedly.

'Did you hear that Rory? She's free!'

'Yes I did! Come on sweetie, let's go open some presents!' Rory said carrying Dana to the family room and setting her down in front of 5 presents. Two from her, two from Lorelai and family, and one from a neighbor. She opened them ecstatically. She got Two Barbie's, four outfits, one game, markers and a notepad, and an earring and necklace set. Dana was so happy. One of the outfits was a pretty black dress…Rory immediately thought about where they'd be going today.

'You did that on purpose!' Rory accused her mom.

'Rory, that's not from me, that's from Eileen.' Lorelai said referring to Rory's neighbor.

'Oh. Dana would you like to wear that dress today?' Rory asked.

'YAY!' Rory smiled sadly but put the dress on her anyways. It fit well and she looked adorable in it.

'Well Rory, looks like this is your cue to get ready as well.' Lorelai stated. Rory gave her mom a look before disappearing into her room and returning shortly after now wearing the dress. While Dana ate, Lorelai busied herself fixing Rory up. Lorelai already dressed helped Dana put her shoes on. They were ready and at exactly 9 am, a knock on the door was heard. Dana ran to the door and opened it.

'Hello!' Dana said smiling brightly.

'Hi Dana.' She said giving the small girl a little wrapped package.

'Is this for me?' Dana asked, her eyes wide open.

'Yes it is. Now where is your mother?'

'I go get her! MOMMY!' Dana yelled running to find Rory. Rory and Lorelai emerged from her bedroom.

'Hey Grandma.' Rory said.

'Hello Rory—Lorelai.' Emily said. The four left and shortly after arrived at the church. Rory avoided Tristan, and it worked until the after service get-together. Rory as talking to a couple when Tristan came up to her and pulled her aside. Dana was sitting on a sofa with paper and a pen drawing.

'Where's Dana?' he asked.

'She didn't want to come.'

'Ror—'

'No, now if you'll excuse me, you just interrupted my conversation.' Rory said walking back to the couple. He sighed and sat down on a nearby sofa.

'Hi.' Dana said shyly seeing that a man had sat next to her.

'Hi.' He said back.

'Today's my birthday.' She said happily. He somehow didn't recognize her.

'Really?' he asked turning fully to the young girl.

'Yea, I'm free.'

'Wow such a big age.'

'Yea, my, my nana, and, miss. Eileen, and, and my mommy gave me presents!' she said happily. He smiled at the young girl.

'Do you feel okay?' he asked noticing that the little girl 's hand was shaking slightly, and that she was very pale.

'Yes, I am a wittle dizzy but I'm used to it.' She said matter-of-factly.

'Where's your mom?'

'I don't know.' She said shrugging. She started to take deep breaths and she was more wobbly than before. Tristan got up to look for her parent and when he came back only a few minutes later she was gone. He also noticed Rory was no longer in sight and he was just in time to hear the door shut. He couldn't chase after her…he was at his mother's funeral for god's sake! So the only choose he had, was to just leave it alone.

Rory drove quickly to the hospital and drove straight into the emergency entrance and took her almost limp daughter out of the car and ran into the entrance. Her head wasn't functioning properly throughout the whole event, so she didn't think to call her mom or anyone about her quick and somewhat scary escape.

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I will only tell you one thing…she will live. Oh and you won't find out what she has until after I make the story skip over 11 years. If you need some kind of interaction between some of the characters just let me know. Oh and ALL ideas are welcome! Many thanks to those who have reviewed almost every chapter! Thanks, Kiki